News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1887-11-10

the truck. and then, with kindly smile
at Betsy, he said you're a knowing
sort of girl" and drifted casually out.
Mr.. G. Edgerly Thompkins came in
again to telegraph to himself the re-
markable intelligence that "a beautiful
| girl can do more to brace up poor chap
which the same is going to the dogs
than anything, you know" The pathOs
of this, coupled with an exceedingly
melting-nOt to say groggy-look on the
part of G. Edgerly, had the effect of
touching the tender heart of Betsy Nc
Keever, and she was about to say some
thing comforting, when flashily dressed
woman and short and stocky man en-
! tered and advanced to the receiving
clerks window At the same instant the
shabbily dressed man on the tail of the
truck slipped to the ground, the driver
of the truck jumped down, the inspec-
tor emerged from the door of cab that
was standing near, and nattily dressed
man, who had been intently pairing his
nails by the lamp post on the corner for
half an hour, whipped the knife into his
pocket. In an instant the four officers
were lowering around the man and
woman. The latter saw them first. She
turned and found the calm face of the
inspector looking over her shoulder. The
tears rushed to her eyes, and she dropped
her arms desolately at her side.
You are as inevitable as death" she
said, with sob.
Take her away in my cab, " the in
spector said, shortly, to the sergeant
The latter touched his hat submissively.
and the woman went without a murmur.
The man stood there with his hands
thrust in his pockets. There was none
of the theatrical bravado or logged grief
that the pays and novels exploit He
was not pallid, nor did he tremble He
looked deathly ill-sick, as though he
had swallowed nauseous drug. The
chief mad a sign, and the two officers
walked out with the man between them.
Then the inspector turned to the win
dow and scribbling a note hastily, put it
in an envelope, addressed it and said
sharply:
s.Doland, deliver this at once"
ayes, sir, said Mr.. &c. Edgerlv
Thompkins, !" touching his hat, SPRING
ing forward, and rushing from the office,
with his yellow hair and his eye-glass
flying in the breeze. Something like
sigh burst from the open
Ups VI bhS pretty ClGTh.
whats the matter?" asked the in
spector, with the suggestion of twinkle
in his eye.
'Is-is that beautiful-that glorious
dude one of your wretched policemen,
tool" asked Betsy McKeever thickIy.
The Inspector smiled and drifted away
word. The whole thing had |
occurred in an instant. Betsy turned to
lace out the guying of the other clerks, !
but, to her surprise, not one of them had |
noticed the two arrests, nor even the |
presence of the men in the office, so
quick, dexterous, and quiet had been the |
steps and movements of the officers.
A very slim man dr,fted in, a moment |
ater and said, anxiously:
Where's Tom OchiltreeI"
81 think he lives at the Hoffman"
''Gimme blank"
He took it and wrote with great effort:
1t may interest you to know that at times
7ou make me exceeding fatigue. E. G. F." |
That will cost you eighteen cents"
aid Miss BeSs
''Id rather pay eighteen dollars than
ave him miss it, " said the latest victim
IT the Colonels propensity for practical
Oking
me HOURS TOlIeu on, anu the 1ttle
Jerk sat there receiving messages of
Ionsense, love, coincidence, importantly,
assurance and despair until
he clock struck twelve She had been
linking of some one so intently that she
lad forgotten the hour, and when she was
'rought to herself by the changing of the
lock, she glanced up and saw the hero
# her thoughts gazing whimsically at
Ter through the window.
Chow do, Miss Bessie" said the per-
dious &c. Edgerly Thompkins."
''Do you know what think you are?"
sked the girl, smiling at the detective
n spite of herself.
mo, ma'am."
81 think you're a br-r-r-rute!"
And she proved it by allowing him to
,ut her on the car, and giving his hand
IN ccstatic little squeeze by way of good
night when she left him. BJateJy Hall, |
in Arq0nant